Although you can't see it, I have just wheeled my bicycle down through the 2 plus feet of snow to take it to the bike shop to be shipped to San Diego.

This felt like the start of my trip in some strange way.  My bike shop guys disassembled my bike and sent it to a bike shop in San Diego where a friend of one of my trip mates will reassemble it and drop it off to me at my hotel, ready to ride.  Presto!